Living with animals. Reflexions and pictures.

It is amazing our capacity of adaptation to new environments. When I first arrived to my home in Costa Rica, I found very exotic that they could’t offer me this other cabina because an iguana made it its home. After almost 5 months living in the Northern Pacific Coast of Costa Rica, it sounds to me pretty normal.

So I made it to Kon-Tiki by National Bus and I carried my bags to my final cabina, a rustic construction with open spaces in its walls. I wasn’t used to tropical bugs and I didn’t like too much the gigantic moths that were flying around. Before bedtime I asked for help to Ole, a german traveller. We were surprise when we couldn’t find any moth but a huge scorpion walking on my wall. And this happened to me on day 1: I thought “welcome to Costa Rica”. As you imagine, I didn’t sleep a single minute that night and I didn’t separate myself from my led flashlight.

The next day, when I was walking exhausted to the beach, I told to myself “you get used to it or you leave”. Minutes later, I was rewarded with this beautiful horses scenario at Playa Negra. This was exactly what I needed to say “I am not leaving at all”.

My first weeks in this beautiful country I could nothing but think about buying a piece of land and adopt a cow, a goat and a horse. Those who know me are aware of how much I love animals, but you don’t know this: I literally spent my childhood collecting National Geographic documentaries and waiting the school bell to run check if another goat was born in the small animal park that I lived in front of. Costa Rica brought me back to this exciting childhood feeling 24/7. I felt in the place I have always wanted to be.

You can now have an idea about how happy I felt everyday when, before I had my first coffee, I had already seen iguanas, howler monkeys, lots of birds, skunks, beetles, cows and horses. Almost everyday I had the opportunity to see a new animal. Even if bugs were sometimes annoying, I ended up loving them.

Before deciding I was going to Costa Rica, I felt a strong necessity to go to the jungle for the first time. It just surfaced from my inner soul: all I wanted was to experience jungle’s pureness and intensity. People advice was to not expect too much “because the jungle is not as dreamlike as you think: there are bugs and noise” they said. In the end, the jungle was better than I used to imagine and it felt like home since the very beginning. Luckily, I got used to bugs fast and I converted animal sounds in my source of company when there was nobody but me. Within days I was able to distinguish a lot of new animal sounds. How to feel alone when you are part of such an alive ecosystem?

In my case it was only a confirmation when I felt the majesty of the jungle and the immensity of the Pacific Ocean. Society brainwash people to make us believe we are the most advanced specie. And yes, we are, but only in cognitive terms. When it comes to survival we are nothing but vulnerable, and we need nature’s and animal’s protection.

I always believed that for nature we are as important as an ant -even less these days, but this is another post-. It might seem extreme to you but I see it as an act of humility that helps me remember everything we get is nothing but a gift from life. I deeply think in gratitude and respect as very important sources of happiness, and this is my personal way to thank nature for bringing us protection and food.

As beings, we all vibe. Studies demonstrate that an ill body vibes in a lower frequency than a healthy body. For all those who are looking for it, you won’t find more intense, pure and positive frequency than living in the wild jungle for a while. Life there just vibrates, so you too, and all I want is going back to this feeling soon.